The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

A dog ran by the side of the road. Cheng Bao huo stood up and swept her tail across the notebook in Ding Yiyi's hand. She was so surprised that the notebook fell into a small puddle beside her.

She hurriedly took the notebook out of the puddle, but was attracted by the two pieces of paper stuck to the last page. The two pieces of paper were artificially stuck, and a piece of paper bulged out in the middle. Because it was soaked in water, it was faintly visible that there was a letter written on it.

Why did mom stick the letter up? Ding Yiyi was very curious. He slowly tore open the notebook, took out the letter and read it softly.

"Yiyi, I've been thinking about whether or not to tell you this. After all, your father and I love you so wholeheartedly, but I often dream that you're crying, that you're asking why we took you away, that you can't get real motherly love."

Ding Yiyi's hands were trembling, her ears could not hear anything, her hands and feet were sweating, her mind was dizzy, and she could only continue to look mechanically.

"Son, we're sorry. Your aunt and I couldn't have a baby back then. Your aunt worked in the hospital. She said that your biological mother didn't want to have a baby, so we brought you back. I'm sorry, son. I didn't have the courage to tell you this. If you could see this letter one day, I hope you could forgive us."

Ding Yiyi stood, tears streaming down her face without warning. Neighbors greeted her. She looked at them as if they were from another life. Everything was so unreal that she was too scared to go to the bottom of it.

She did not know how long she had been sitting there, but she knew that her hands and feet were completely unconscious. She did not know how long she had been crying. All she knew was that her eyes were so dry that she could feel a sting even if she blinked.

There were urgent footsteps and calls coming from her side. She should not ignore them. One hand wanted to take the letter out of her hand. She subconsciously grasped it until the paper made a slight tearing sound before she woke up.

Ye Nianmo looked at her worriedly. He had never seen her like this before. She was so fragile. Her hair was blown into a mess by the wind. He touched her cheek.

Ding Yiyi let go. After he finished reading the letter, she mechanically looked up at her and asked helplessly, "Nian Mo, what should I do?!"

Ye Nianmo folded the letter and placed it in her palm, then wrapped it around her with his wide palm. His voice was gentle, as if he was worried about scaring her. "I'm by your side."

The night was destined to be longer. Ding Yiyi thought he couldn't sleep, but he didn't expect to sleep in Ye Nianmo's arms until dawn.

When it was light, she suddenly woke up, and a stronger force immediately locked herself. Ye Nianmo's cell phone suddenly vibrated by the bed. Ding Yiyi was worried about waking him up, so he quickly took it.

"Good morning, Nian Mo." A text message suddenly jumped into her vision. In the photo, aoxue smiled sweetly, but it seemed a little strange in the dark room. Soon, her phone vibrated. "Ding Yiyi, you third party, when will you return Ye Nianmo to me?"

The same sender, different content, took the phone from her hands with both hands. Ye Nianmo looked at the contents of Ding Yiyi's phone and frowned. "When do you start receiving these messages?"

Ding Yiyi didn't say a word. Ye Nianmo silently began to dress. Her face was livid. She quickly went up and grabbed him. "Not long ago, just the day before yesterday."

"Uncle Xu told you to leave me, right?" Ye Nianmo asked as he pulled her shoulder, so strong that both sides ached.

"What do you think?" He asked, looking a little flustered despite his usual voice.

Ding Yiyi tiptoed up to him and told him his decision in a breathless manner.

Love is selfish. Since he chose her, she would go down with him.

Ye nianmo smiled, as pure as a child. That was the happy smile of the person she loved. Ding Yiyi's stomach growled and she stood up awkwardly.

Ye Nianmo reached out his finger and gently scratched the tip of her nose, "I'll get you breakfast."

In autumn, even the sun came late. Ding Yiyi looked at the blue sky. The breeze blew up the light blue curtains she had chosen. The smell of porridge filled the room. Her favorite man was willing to put down his body and help him cook breakfast.

At half past six, the door of the house rang on time. Yebo was standing outside the door in his suit and leather. He had thick documents in his hands. The young master ordered him to work at home today, so he brought all the documents.

Ye nianmo flipped through the newspaper and handed her the coat after Ding Yiyi finished eating. Ding Yiyi asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

"Zhaonan city."

Her heart thumped. Zhaonan city is where my aunt lives. Is she going to face it now?

Ye Nianmo put on his coat. Ding Yiyi was still sitting on the sofa. He stood behind the sofa and leaned over slightly. He looked into her eyes and whispered, "Don't run away."

Ding Yiyi looked into his eyes and couldn't take her eyes off him. Her heart was filled with a sense of security. She nodded her head heavily.

On the highway, Ding Yiyi sat on the side and couldn't help but look sideways. Ye Nianmo was processing documents while keeping an eye on the stock movements on his tablet.

The sunlight outside the car window was just right, shining his eyelashes. By the time Ding Yiyi found out, his hand was already in front of him.

Ye Nianmo stopped the pen in his hand and looked at her sideways, but his firm side face softened by the gentle look in his eyes.

She wanted to retract her hand awkwardly, but he held her hand and interlocked her fingers. She did not know how long she had been driving. Although her hands were sore, she did not want to let go.

The car entered a small town on the outskirts of zhaonan city and stopped in front of a courtyard. Ding Yiyi had just gotten out of the car, and Ding Meirong was about to go out with a basket.

"Yiyi! Why are you here, Dacheng? Look who's here!" Ding Meirong held Ding Yiyi's hand and shouted into the inner room.

Ding Yiyi was in a complicated state of mind. He followed his aunt a few steps and turned around to find ye nianmo standing at the door.

Ye nianmo waved at him. She knew that her father didn't like him, so he wouldn't come in with her.

Ding Yiyi suddenly felt a little sad. He let go of his aunt's hand and ran to the door. Ye Nianmo was just about to turn back to the car. The sleeve of his coat was gently pulled. He looked down at his hand and smiled as he pulled it back.

Ding Dacheng was very happy to hear that Ding Yiyi had returned. When she saw ye nianmo, her face suddenly lengthened and she wanted to go back to her room with a cane. Ding Meirong quickly stepped forward to stop him. "At least it took a few hundred kilometers to get here. Dacheng, sit with the guests."

Yebo handed the gift in time behind her. Ding Meirong smiled and took it. It looked like a good ginseng. She had been in the hospital for decades and often saw someone give it to her.

"Dad, auntie, actually, I have something to ask you today." Ding Yiyi felt her mouth dry and she wanted to retreat. The strength in her hand tightened. She turned her head and met her gentle eyes.

Ding Dacheng snorted. "Don't think about it if you want to get married. I won't agree!"

"Get married?" Ding Yiyi was taken aback. Ding Dacheng saw her astonished look and became even angrier. He roared, "Do you want to see the light for the rest of your life?"

"Uncle, you can decide these things." Ye Nianmo stepped forward slightly, half of his body protecting Ding Yiyi.

Ding Yiyi looked at his side face with a complicated expression. She had never thought of marrying Ye Nianmo as a promise to herself.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, wang meirong quickly invited Ding Yiyi and Ye Nianmo to sit down. Ding Dacheng said, "Stay here whenever you have a holiday."

Ding Yiyi knew that he was missing her, but Ye Nianmo didn't say it out loud, and her heart warmed up.

Ding Yiyi took out his notebook. Ding Dacheng looked at it and his face changed. "Where did you get this from?"

"Dad, I know." Ding Yiyi handed over the notebook and the letter in his hand. Ding Dacheng trembled and took it several times without holding it firmly. Ding Meirong simply took it and opened it. His expression became complicated.

"Yiyi, my aunt made her own decision. Don't blame your father!" Ding Meirong anxiously grabbed Ding Yiyi and explained.

Ding Dacheng waved his hand with a bitter smile. His face was much older. He struggled to move towards the room with his walking stick. Ding Meirong wanted to help him. He shook his head and walked into the room by himself.

After a while, he held the photo of his wife, some dry hands carefully touching every line on the photo, and after a while, he suddenly raised the photo frame and smashed it on the ground.

"Mom!" Ding Yiyi cried out miserably. Ding Dacheng threw away his walking stick and stumbled to his knees. He fumbled through the broken glass and took out a slightly yellowed bracelet from the fragments.

"I was prepared to bring this secret into the coffin. I didn't expect you to find out that this was something your aunt brought back from your birth mother." Ding Dacheng handed the bracelet to Ding Yiyi, but his arms kept shaking.

"Yiyi! Although you are not the biological daughter of the old ding family, Dacheng has treated you like a biological child all these years. He blames me for taking you away in the first place and lying to your parents that you were abandoned. But your birth mother did say that she didn't want you when she gave birth to you, and that's why I thought about it!"

Ding Yiyi froze on the spot. She looked at her old father for a moment. She wanted to speak, but her mind was blank. Her shoulder was gently pushed. She turned around in a daze and met Ye Nianmo's gentle gaze.

Ding Dacheng stood up trembling and walked into the room. Ding Yiyi came forward and hugged him, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

"Dad, I won't leave you. You used to be my dad, now and in the future!" Ding Yiyi cried and hugged Ding Dacheng.